Motherhood takes you back to your own childhood they say. Obviously I don't remember what I did as a 6-month old and I am not going to believe what my bro says I did (doesn't make me look very sweet and adorable), but there are things from long ago that somehow stick in the back of your head. Things we did and didn't do, things the others did, things we were not allowed to do and still did. Six of us, plus or minus a few every now and then.
Making 'poisonous' concoctions from tree sap.
Being the "Joker" during daily cricket matches.
Chicken pox (March through June, all of us taking turns)
Mangoes from the 'Padri' tree.
Climbing the water tank to look at the "thumbs Up" Hill.
Playing in the rain.
Dark room with glow worms.
Hide and Seek during Power outage (someone always wanted to pee badly when hiding!)
Compulsory Ooty and Kodai trips with the mamas.
Patti.
Ghee rice and Veg Kurma.
Chapatti and Bhindi.
Mangoes-letting the juice drip to the elbow and then licking it off.
Swimming at Perks (God knows how many kids did other things in the Pool).
Partying at The Farmhouse and swimming with the fish (for a long time the younger ones believed there were sleeping crocodiles in the tank).
The oldies playing Rummy and us collecting coins.
Fighting (by the end of April, the excitement of meeting cousins would wane and we'd get onto each other's nerves- a time when the mamas would decide that Ooty was necessary to bring back law and order).
Geno (he was an awesone daschund who slept in a gunny bag - RIP).
The Wooden stairs (how we loved stomping up and down to make raccuous noise!) and the hand rails (I was the only one who never learnt how to slide down those :()
Making gross fake nails from the Gulmohar bud (required that we jump onto the sunshade and pluck them- not sure that the oldies know that till date).
Subramani mama without whom it would've been impossible to remove the stains on our clothes from the 'poisonous' sap.
Scary big lizards that always sat precariously over doorways (I wouldn't get out of a room for hours).
Chatting until 5 AM (that started with teenage).
Summer vacation in Coimbatore with the gang ... Here's to all of us cousins scattered around the globe, bound by Monteclair, #77, Ponnurangam Road (west).
Making 'poisonous' concoctions from tree sap.
Being the "Joker" during daily cricket matches.
Chicken pox (March through June, all of us taking turns)
Mangoes from the 'Padri' tree.
Climbing the water tank to look at the "thumbs Up" Hill.
Playing in the rain.
Dark room with glow worms.
Hide and Seek during Power outage (someone always wanted to pee badly when hiding!)
Compulsory Ooty and Kodai trips with the mamas.
Patti.
Ghee rice and Veg Kurma.
Chapatti and Bhindi.
Mangoes-letting the juice drip to the elbow and then licking it off.
Swimming at Perks (God knows how many kids did other things in the Pool).
Partying at The Farmhouse and swimming with the fish (for a long time the younger ones believed there were sleeping crocodiles in the tank).
The oldies playing Rummy and us collecting coins.
Fighting (by the end of April, the excitement of meeting cousins would wane and we'd get onto each other's nerves- a time when the mamas would decide that Ooty was necessary to bring back law and order).
Geno (he was an awesone daschund who slept in a gunny bag - RIP).
The Wooden stairs (how we loved stomping up and down to make raccuous noise!) and the hand rails (I was the only one who never learnt how to slide down those :()
Making gross fake nails from the Gulmohar bud (required that we jump onto the sunshade and pluck them- not sure that the oldies know that till date).
Subramani mama without whom it would've been impossible to remove the stains on our clothes from the 'poisonous' sap.
Scary big lizards that always sat precariously over doorways (I wouldn't get out of a room for hours).
Chatting until 5 AM (that started with teenage).
Summer vacation in Coimbatore with the gang ... Here's to all of us cousins scattered around the globe, bound by Monteclair, #77, Ponnurangam Road (west).
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